its yet another poem for jenny, but I seriously don't care. She needs to know that i'm there for her, so i write poems for her. here's yet another one
the knife is cruel
the knife is cold
the knife is pain
my friendship is kind
my friendship is warm
my friendship is forever
the knife leaves scars
my friendship heals
the knife was there for you
when i didn't know
you were alone
so you turned
to the only one that knew
the only friend that you had
the knife
my hand is outstretched
to help you get up
all you have to do
is take my hand
just let me help you
my arms are open wide
so just walk into them
even if you just need to talk
my phone is always on
send me a text
just come over to my place
or just go to my email
you know i'm on the computer
most of the time
and you need to know
that i'll always be there for you
just please let me help you
